Tag: limerick

  • Explorer

    He always thought himself an explorer  When really he as a very loud snorer  He needed to sit and decompress  To get better at chess  Then he could become an adorer 

  • Sing

    Forget I said anything  Maybe pretend I can sing  I need to tell a story  And all its love and glory  Could maybe be better than a bee sting 

  • Sins

    Writing poetry for my sins  Was like sitting on top of pins  Everyone wanted me to stop  But that would only happen when I did pop  Or grew a pair of fins 

  • Fears

    In the last fifteen years  He never learned anything about beers  After all this time tending bar  He could barely light a cigar  Which did nothing to dampen his fears 

  • Martyr

    She called herself a martyr  But one that was a ferocious non-starter  On the eve of her death  She was determined to take one last deep breath  Then ran to catch her charter 

  • Swinging

    When I first saw the swing set  I wondered how high I could get  All I wanted was to fly  And tell everyone hi and goodbye  So I can go and buy a baguette 

  • Painting

    I wanted to paint the kitchen red  My mother told me I was out of my head  It was my favorite color  I loved it like no other  I only wanted to get into bed. 

  • Hoax

    I laughed at all his bad jokes  Like the one about the hoax  I went along with his game  To try to save my own name  But at the end, he said, that’s all folks 

  • Ed

    When the horse jumped the fence  He said “Why so dense?”  His name was Ed  He wanted a new bed  The only thing that made any sense. 

  • Dance

    I never wanted to see the show  But I want you to know    If I had the chance  I would ask you to dance  So everyone could see you glow